Me
Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 1:16 am
I'm 22 years of age, and I've probably had a hundred or so days in the last ten years in which I did not lay awake at night for hours wanting to die*. I feel that I am, at best, a burden on those around me-that I just get in the way. I feel so very alone, and, moreover, that that is how I should be-that I don't deserve better. That, even if I did deserve better, playing a role in someone else's life would make their life worse and therefore should not happen.
I feel like so many are gifted with compassion, empathy, and the capacity to love those around them-their family, friends, significant others, etc. Where many of you probably feel such things, I feel empty, cold, dead. I feel a complete lack of any real connections to anyone. I feel that I am so fundamentally different from everyone else, and in such purely negative ways, that I am not really an actual person-that I'm something less, something worse, something that shouldn't exist.
*not that it's much different during the day.
I feel like so many are gifted with compassion, empathy, and the capacity to love those around them-their family, friends, significant others, etc. Where many of you probably feel such things, I feel empty, cold, dead. I feel a complete lack of any real connections to anyone. I feel that I am so fundamentally different from everyone else, and in such purely negative ways, that I am not really an actual person-that I'm something less, something worse, something that shouldn't exist.
*not that it's much different during the day.